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        The bottle in which it is sold has a clearly marked expiration date and
        the warning not to take the pills beyond it. As far as we know, Mrs.
        Mallard  was  aware  of  that  danger.  Her  physician,  who  was
        interviewed, confirmed that she had a pattern of buying a new supply
        of Lethenol long before the old had expired. The problem is that the
        binder in Lethenol disintegrates after a period of time, leading to a
        chemical change which renders the tablets toxic when combined with
        aspirin. Mrs. Mallard may not have known this, merely following the
        warning without further desire for details.”
            “Mr.  Mallard  was  out  of  town  on  the  night  she  died.  The
        telephone records of the hotel where he stayed showed that he had
        spoken with her an hour or two before the time of death given by the
        coroner. According to Mr. Mallard’s statement, she called to say that
        she  was  having  Kreutzlieder  symptoms,  and  that she  was  going  to
        take her medication and go to bed. We have no way of knowing what
        was really said.  He returned the next day, found her dead, and called
        the family doctor. Since a poison was involved, a police investigation
        ensued. The autopsy, to which Mr. Mallard did not object, revealed
        the  presence  of  aspirin  and  expired  Lethenol  in  her  stomach.  Our
        people found that the medicine cabinet contained both a new bottle
        of  Lethenol  and  an  old  one.  Conclusion:  in  her  fatigue  and
        discomfort  she  must  have  confused  one  for  the  other,  and  put
        together the fatal combination.”
            “Sounds  reasonable  to  me,”  I  chimed  in.  So  it  was  true  that
        Mallard Books had been kept afloat by an inheritance.
            “Yes, but the question remained why she kept the old bottle at all.
        I could easily imagine a scenario where the husband, desperate for
        money and the wife  unwilling  to part with it, plots to kill her and
        make it look like an accident. He knows approximately when she will
        have  an  attack,  and  plans  to  be  out  of  town,  establishing  an
        unbreakable  alibi.  In  the  meantime,  he  has  saved  an  old  bottle  of
        Lethenol  and  has  determined  that  his  wife  is  ignorant  of  the
        interaction  with  aspirin.  Before  he  leaves,  he  replaces  the  new
        capsules with the old. She calls, as he knew she would, to complain of
        her  illness.  He  recommends  a  couple  of  aspirin  as  an  additional
        palliative. She trusts him and takes both pills, dying soon after in her
        sleep. He comes home the next morning, switches the pills back to
        their original bottles and leaves them both  in the medicine  cabinet

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